Ronald Collins in Marty Butler’s bar last night?” “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Coyne laughs. “It’s all over town, Mrs. Fennessy.” Pritchard says, “You snip his fucking balls while you were at it?” “Hey,” Coyne says sharply. “What?” “You don’t swear around a woman. You don’t talk about genitalia.” “Gena-what?” Mary Pat shoots a look of gratitude at Coyne. It’s a neighborhood thing—if you don’t know a woman, you don’t curse around her, even if she herself swears like a drunken trucker. It’s considered discourteous. Same rule applies to discussing private parts.
Discourteous to swear around someone you don't know.
